Detroit. A city of five hundred thousand souls, and a population nearly twice that. It is a dying city. The car industry has moved out. Now it is a city with a massive crime rate and racially segregated suburbs. There are thousands, tens of thousands of empty buildings and houses in this city. Trudging about the city with the memories of dance halls and factories now turned into crumbling buildings, the people of this city live on the edge.
Living atop the misery and constant sirens is a diverse supernatural community, all too eager to take advantage of the perfect hunting ground. It is here that you find yourselves.
It has been three months now since you escaped from your Keeper. Maybe you went home and saw some... thing... living your life in place of you, being you better than you could ever be. Maybe once you got out you abandoned your old life entirely, settling in here with the others. In the end though, you found yourself here in the city. Ever since you were captured (if you can even remember that),you have found yourself changing, becoming less and less human. In hope or desperation, you found the changeling Courts, and others who had also been kidnapped, and escaped. At least now you have people who believe you.
Three days ago you awoke from an unusual dream; one you can recall with perfect clarity. You were back in Arcadia, and your keeper was before you. They took your hand and pressed their thumb into the back of it. 'Take care now.' they whispered. When you awoke, you found a number on the back of your hand. '10'. Perhaps you passed it off as a poor joke, but it wasn't harmful. But then you awoke the next day and found it had changed to a 9...
That's not all. Nobody else can see your number. Not even the other changelings. But you can see theirs, and the number of every living being you come into contact with. All of them have the number '10', and with each day it will go down.
Still, knowing people helps. Gathering rumours from between courts, a Lord Jeremiah has arranged a meeting. So on the massive floor room of an abandoned factory, you meet with the others who can see the numbers. Your numbers are all 8. Everyone else's, a 9. Your days are numbered.
This recruitment is reserved for those who have already expressed interest
Welcome to this world of darkness game: Changeling: The Lost. Pretty much everything I wanted to express plot wise I listed up above, so... creation guidelines!
Characters will be created using the standard creation methods. (Isn't that fun?) . You are fresh from the thorns, and so start with no bonus xp. Feel free to sell off clarity for XP as is usual, but make sure to justify it in story.
Backstory should be fairly detailed, but not an epic saga. Try for 2-3 paragraphs, remembering the following questions.
-Who was your keeper, and what were they like?
-What was your time in Arcadia spent doing?
-What have you done since you got out?
-Did you see your fetch? Did you kill it... or will you?
Courts in Detroit:
Detroit is solidly a winter court, with the Winter King ruling pretty much all year, with a single season allowed over to Autumn. Spring is tolerated, oddly enough, and duely respected except when it comes to the ruling crown. After a large purge a few years back, the upper echelons of Summer have been banned from entering the city or attending court. Evidence suggests a large number of loyalists were within their ranks, but how trustworthy that evidence was is up for debate. Lower ranking Summer courtiers are still free to do as they please, and the Winter King appears to be searching for a more negotiable leadership to deal with.
Once you have finished your sheets and backstory, I'll go through them and give you each roughly 3 dots worth of merits to better reflect your character. They might be unusual choices or something that isn't overly powerful, but more to give you some more options to play with and encourage a diverse character. Or, I don't know. I haven't got the core book with me at this moment.
Any questions, toss them to me. I haven't got any of the extra sourcebooks, but if you wish to use them I'll borrow them from a friend. Make sure to quote the page and book if you do.
Otherwise, go crazy! (Literally!)
~Communist